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The Backhand Gift: a blessing
What blessing would you seek to earn from some force named by other men, who think to teach so all will learn to reap the future’s might have beens? Continue reading
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Tagged benison, blessing, greed, hypocrisy, poetic forms, prosperity
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With what will you refill the well
With what will you refill the well once there is nothing left to seep through the rough stones and hardened clay and they are dry and filmed with dust? And the great thirst that must be slaked else inspiration, too, … Continue reading
Friday the Thirteenth
Are you afraid the universe might some be conspiring, that the unseen, neglected soul of the whole world is tiring of folks whose hands say gimme while their mouths say much obliged, all the while with backs too stiff to … Continue reading
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Tagged debts, gratitude, greed, karma, responsibility, retribution, superstition
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Howling
I have seen the great minds of my own mad generation, lost there on the long road to find-out, trolling in a dry wasteland of television idols and false dawns; of lingering doubts on the new world order, lolling aimlessly … Continue reading
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Tagged Allen Ginsberg, civilization, culture, daily poems, greed, Howl
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Instant Gratification
Yes, these are the times that try a man’s soul, when platitudes from saints and holy books seem flat and stale, the semblance of control blurs hopelessly each way a person looks, and a sense of overwhelming, dire need (mixed … Continue reading